The Jiggliest Angel
This week 2 years ago was the last good week little Winnie Wiggles had during her three month fight with GME encephalitis. Winnie was my heart, my velcro girl, and my best friend. My fondest hope is that I will see her again someday.
Heavenly Missive
Whippy creme and scrambled eggs are
Way up here in Heaven
In case you too
See only blue and
wonder what you're gettin
They're other things like angel wings
With fur that's never sheddin'.
There's no disease or achin knees
and wrinkles smooth and silken
I fall asleep and dream of you
and times when we were given
to sprint and run and tug on toys
and dash to mom for lovin.
Tonight no tears oh Howie dear
because I have been taken
I’ll kiss your cheek and whiskers sweet
And heal the ache within you.
The pain it fades and goes away
And even loss feels lighter
When time moves on then pushes back
All that separates us.
